Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu

  In a building far away, Man Wulun was fuming with anger. He was only an unimportant old man in the sect, so when he heard that there was a huge Golden Ban, he thought that he could make use of the opportunity to earn an achievement and improve his position in the sect. But what was it that he was hearing right now?

  He could still accept that a several hundred meter long Golden Ban might appear at this Cloud Mist Village. But even a Flood Dragon had appeared?!

  What kind of beast was a Flood Dragon? Most of the mightiest rivers did not even have one!

  And if the fellow from the Cloud Mist Village was speaking the truth, this Flood Dragon was not something his sect was able to fight!

  "HOU!"

  In the Cloud Mist Village, the Flood Dragon had swallowed the Golden Ban in one bite. Large amounts of golden blood flowed from the corners of its mouth!

  Its tough shell was no different from paper in front of the powerful Flood Dragon. After swallowing the Golden Ban, the Flood Dragon was in an obviously good mood as it roared into the sky with satisfaction!

  The sky above the Cloud Mist Village suddenly became overcast with thunder clouds which crackled and boomed with thick lightning!

  With a single roar, the skies changed color and the winds turned rough. This was simply a nightmare of divine proportions!

  The Cloud Mist Village which had already suffered massive damage in terms of the number of dead and injured, once again lost a large number of people from the shock wave alone!

  Man Wulun who was in the Martial God Sect was about to continue raging when a terrifying roar came from the jade slip. The light on the jade slip intensified, and it actually shattered apart!

  "T-there's really a Flood Dragon?!"

  Man Wulun was not scared lightly. The roar alone caused the image of a pair of blood red eyes to appear in his mind! His heart pumping furiously, Man Wulun stumbled and ran out of the room!

  A Flood Dragon had actually appeared in the Martial God Sect's territory. If it was just passing by, that was still fine. But if the Flood Dragon decided to stay, then it was the Martial God Sect that should be preparing to move their sect!

  As for Bei Feng, he only saw an enormous mouth closing in on his line, swallowing the entire Demonic Beast he'd caught in one gulp!

  "It's fine…… misfortune may be an actual blessing. I just need to reel the thing that ate the Demonic Beast in as well. Perhaps the golden Demonic Beast has not been digested yet."

  Bei Feng had a strange expression on his face as he thought back to the toad and the centipede he'd caught some time back.

  All of a sudden, a massive force pulled on the line, bending the Grade 3 Fusang Wood Fishing Rod into a bow!

  "Eh? How strong!"

  Bei Feng's face turned slightly red as he exerted all his strength to tug backwards. He didn't mind that the beast on the line was strong. With the strength augmentative effect of the fishing rod, he was not worried at all that he might not be able to reel the creature in.

  In contrast, his face was wreathed in an excited smile. "Being strong is good. The stronger it is, the more powerful its blood and Qi is!"

  But unbeknownst to him, the massive force that Bei Feng was struggling to fight against, was simply the force generated by the Flood Dragon swallowing the Golden Ban!

  The hook had finally come loose, and was latching onto the Flood Dragon's lip.

  With the size of the Flood Dragon, this fishing hook was like a microscopic speck of dust. It could not even see or feel the hook at all!

  The Flood Dragon surveyed its surroundings, seemingly very pleased with the destruction it'd brought. Then, with a swift movement, it dove back into the river again!

  Its speed was inconceivably fast, disappearing far away into the distance in an instant!

  Bei Feng only felt an irresistible force pull at him all of a sudden. The Grade 3 Fusang Fishing Rod was creaking dangerously, as though it would snap under the powerful pressure at any time!

  "Not good!"

  Bei Feng's face paled in an instant. This sort of strength was not something that he could withstand!

  In that moment, all he wanted to do was to let go of the fishing rod. However, his blood and Qi energy was still infused into the line, and he could not retract it. With a part of his blood and Qi energy linked to the fishing rod, Bei Feng was unable to let go of the fishing rod!

  "F*CK YOUR GRANDDADDYYYY!"

  Bei Feng only had time to let out a wretched cry as he was pulled right into the well!

  "What the hell is wrong with you this time?!"

  Mystic Moon ran out of the kitchen immediately after hearing the loud roar. However, there was no one around the well, and everything seemed perfectly fine.

  Cocking her head slightly with puzzlement, she returned to the kitchen and turned her sparkly eyes back to the delicious smelling meat in the wok.

  'I'm finally being reverse-f*cked this time……'

  Bei Feng thought with cold humor as he fell unconscious.

  A moment after the Flood Dragon left, a passage of light suddenly opened up in the sky. Following that, a human figure tumbled out of the sky.

  With a loud splash, the figure fell directly into the river and was swept away rapidly along with the current caused by the Flood Dragon!

  A thin line almost imperceptible to the naked eye stretched before him, linking Bei Feng to the Flood Dragon, causing him to be dragged along with it!

  Every Demonic Beast in the way was directly sliced apart by the fishing line with a single touch.

  Without his active control, the blood and Qi energy in the fishing line gradually returned to Bei Feng's body.

  At this rate, Bei Feng's body would be smashed apart sooner or later if he kept getting dragged along like this. But as the fishing line sliced through a huge underwater rock, it suddenly snapped!

  A broken sword was embedded in that rock and it was precisely this ordinary-looking sword that had sliced apart the fishing line with ease!

  After the line broke, the fishing rod returned to Bei Feng's body by itself, seemingly having suffered great damage.

  With the line cut, Bei Feng's body slowed down and floated quietly in the middle of a much wider river. In a few short minutes, the Flood Dragon had traveled an inestimable amount of distance!

  Bei Feng's current condition was incredibly wretched. His internal organs were shocked badly, and his tendons and muscles were in a mess. Even his glazed skeleton showed signs of cracking. At least a third of his bones were broken or splintered!

  He was breathing out more than he was breathing in.

  As he lay floating, a small fish swam over warily with a cold look in its eyes, as if it was looking at a sumptuous feast. It revealed a row of intricate and sharp teeth as it snapped its jaws towards Bei Feng's shoulder!

  "Pu!"

  A finger seemingly appeared out of nowhere, stabbing forward and easily bursting through the sound barrier to pierce through the little fish's body!

  A huge ship bored down towards Bei Feng as a five-meter-tall man walked through the air towards Bei Feng. From the casual way he moved, one might think that there were a flight of invisible stairs under his foot.

  The man chuckled lightly as he regarded Bei Feng's injured body. Then, with a casual grab, he easily pulled Bei Feng out of the water and returned to the ship.

  "Haha! This king thought that this person is already the shortest guy in the whole of Grand Xia. But who would have thought that there'll be an even smaller fellow!"

  A bunch of gruff laughter filled the ship, following which a guard dragged a two, three meter tall man and flung him overboard. In a short moment, a pool of blood surfaced from the spot where he'd landed.

  It was unknown where this great river began, and where it ended. The luxurious ship sailed down it in an exceptionally leisurely manner.

  Numerous human figures could be seen moving about the ship, every one of them at least four meters tall and clad in platinum armor. The entire ship was like a small island, floating down the river.

  Its speed was also extremely fast. In the time it took to blink an eye, the huge ship had moved a large distance away!

  About a dozen days passed, and the huge ship had traveled a tremendous distance. The number of cities along the sides of the river could be seen more often, and they were each more luxurious the further they went.

  Bei Feng had finally awoken. With a light cough, he sent his mental power outwards to scout his surroundings. But in that instant, numerous stronger mental power surged forward, pushing his mental power back!

  "Urgh!"

  Bei Feng groaned miserably as a numbing sensation pierced through his head.

  The few guards at the door looked over and pointed at him while mumbling a bunch of words before hurriedly departing.

  This time, Bei Feng did not dare to send his mental power out wantonly. Instead, he sent his perception inwards to assess his body's condition.

  But this one scan left him in utter despair. His body was simply in too terrible a state. It was not too much for him to pass as a cripple now.

  As he moved his hand, a strand of silver hair dropped onto his chest. Bei Feng picked up the strand of hair and looked at it as an ominous feeling flooded his heart.

  His hands trembling slightly, Bei Feng slowly brought his long hair to the front. As expected, every single strand of his hair had turned white as snow!